The more I allow my mind to contemplate, the more I find myself considering a year or two out of study. This is a little stressful, but what gives me the earthly right to complain when essentially I bring it all on myself?
I don't know. This stems from so many other confounded avenues in my mind too.
Anyway. Here are a couple of snaps of what my morning looked like. I do seem to rather enjoy floating peacefully in my own world even when surrounded with pressure.